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Suguru squeezed Satoru’s hand and smiled. "We’re almost there, come on."
But Satoru didn’t answer. He wasn’t even looking at Suguru. His eyes were fixed on the ground, his mind miles away. And Suguru’s heart was pounding so hard in his chest he felt sick.
He hadn’t felt this lost since Ruko’s death. He hadn’t felt this lost since he’d seen blood dripping from her head. He hadn’t felt this lost since Satoru had pinned him under his two dead eyes before asking him whether they should kill hundreds of people.
Suguru could hardly breathe. Anxiety was drilling at his skull. He wanted to scream or collapse in on himself. He needed to find Shoko. He needed to find her now. He couldn’t deal with this, whatever this was. He was going to screw everything up.
In a way, he already had.
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- Part 2 of Echoes and repetitions
- Part 2 of Nightmares and (dis)illusions
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As it turns out, being a freshly-minted lieutenant in the New Republic army involves taking on a whole lot of unstated responsibilities. Like, say, figuring out what to do when your CO wakes up screaming.
Contains spoilers for the first episode of season 12.
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What we didn't see in between 12.18 and 12.19
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In another world, the news of Felix and Locus’ departure from Chorus makes its way to the tiny planet’s last lines of defense. The information gives the forces a renewed hope, a new directive, and… a new trap to stumble into. Scattered, they are forced to hold their own in a very unforgiving world. [Canon divergence from Season 13]
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Grif counted himself among the most unlucky persons in the universe, if not the unluckiest. From the lack of supportive parents to the freaking one-man draft (and wasn’t that just an accomplishment in itself!), and now he was somehow the Captain of the Gold (ORANGE) Team.
But Bitters had lost his family in the war and was now stuck with Grif as his Captain, so all in all Bitters was an honorable contestant in the Championship of Shitty Luck.
So maybe Grif had no idea of how to lead a team. But to Grif’s defense, his team didn’t seem to have any idea of what they were doing either. It’s not that they weren’t trying. Grif had just come to the conclusion that none of them (including himself) were born to be soldiers.
Too bad Kimball didn’t see that as a countable excuse.